A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Other poetry

Friends...

F- Friends are precious gifts

R- Rare and hard to find

I- Invisible when life is

ULJHE SAWAL

Kuch Uljhe Sawalo Se Darta Hai Dil,

Jane Kyun Tanhai Mein Bikharta Hai Dil,

Kisi

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Before I...

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like

To be weak,

How difficult it is t

yahi sahi waqt hai

yahi sahi waqt hai, deshbhaton ke jagne kaa

desh ke liy iske jine-marne kaa

yahi

What I Found in My Desk
A ripe peach with an ugly bruise,
a pair of stinky tennis shoes,
a

KUCH LOG KEHTE HAI

कुछ कहते हैं मजबूर हैं हम

उस वक़्त

Complication..!!
In a world filled with changes
each and every day..

I feel I’m being judged
for what

Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa

Its not the way you think
Its not that I want to hurt
Its just a wrongly put effort

Its not that I mean to offend